Wu Sheng Lu Mingfei of the Dragon Clan

Chapter 6 Lu Mingfei is not Ricardo
There was a clang on the phone, as if the coffee had dropped on the floor, and there was a girl's exclamation, which Lu Mingfei was somewhat familiar with. By the way, it was Jiu Deyaji, the female student who interviewed him, and a boy named Ye Sheng.

"Professor calm down!"

"Ye Sheng, where's the medicine, where's the professor's medicine!"

"I remember it was in his pocket. Let me see it. I found it. Hurry up and take it under the tongue."

"Damn it, why do mixed races have heart attacks, teach him..."

There was a lot of chatter on the other side of the phone.

Lu Mingfei held his mobile phone quietly, watching the black sea and black sky spread out in front of him, the sea breeze brought distant sounds, the bright moon was on the sea, and he was at night.

"Mingfei, are you still there Mingfei!"

Professor Guderian's voice could not be said to be ecstasy or panic, but after careful analysis, one could hear some caution, as if he was a young man proposing marriage, waiting full of expectations for Lu Mingfei, a world-famous beauty, to nod in agreement.

Hey, hey, he's not a beauty.

"I'm here, Professor."

Lu Mingfei said.

"Great!"

Professor Guderian's psychological activities at the moment can be described in this way.

My Goddess returned my message!

Lu Mingfei is inexplicably familiar, just like he clicked on the chat panel again and again a long time ago, waiting for Chen Wenwen's voice to jump.

"Nono, she told you already!"

Lu Mingfei could hear Professor Guderian swallowing his saliva.

Too exaggerated.

he thinks.

"Because of procedure, I have to ask you again. Obviously, don't be nervous, just answer normally."

"Good professor."

Guderian cleared his throat.

"Mingfei, do you agree to sign the admission application?"

"I agree."

Hell, why does Lu Mingfei feel that these words have extraordinary magical powers, as soon as they are spoken, they can change his life.

Lu Mingfei laughed, my life has changed a long time ago.

he thinks.

From the moment he woke up among the dead.

The admission process is still ongoing.

"Are you sure?"

Guderian asked solemnly.

"confirm."

For a second of silence, the world will pause.

"Verification passed, the option is enabled. Lu Mingfei, born on July 1991, 07, male, number AD17, class 'S', included in the list of Kassel College. The database access permission is enabled, the account is enabled, and the course selection form is generated. I’m Norma, the secretary of Kassel College, and I’m glad to serve you. Your air ticket, passport and visa will arrive within three weeks. Welcome, Lu Mingfei.”

A calm female voice rang on the phone.

Then came Professor Guderian's joyful words.

"Ming Fei, the voiceprint signature has been completed, stay with Nuonuo, stay there and don't leave, I'll send a vehicle to your place right now."

After that, he hung up the phone.

Lu Mingfei picked up the bronze mask and looked into the eyes of the mask.

"Hello, Yan Luo."

He said with a smile.

Lu Mingfei put on a mask.

Then came hard, cold words.

"Hello, Lu Mingfei."

The waves were submissive under his feet, whimpering meekly. Lu Mingfei sat on the reef, like a throne high on the black stone, where the sea would bow down.

Nuonuo ignited her golden pupils instantly, like a prey being targeted by a beast, a huge sense of crisis enveloped her, Nuonuo floated on the sea, looking around vigilantly.

what is that?
Her heart beat like a drum.

Finally, Nuonuo turned her head, and she locked the direction she came from. The golden pupil provided her with some visual bonuses, so that Nuonuo could see the figure sitting on the reef.

Is it... Lu Mingfei?
Nuonuo couldn't believe it.

Is that person who has the majesty of a king Lu Mingfei?
Do not!
Nuonuo lowered her eyes, extinguished her golden pupils, and looked directly at that person. Disrespect and blasphemy are not allowed.

That is, S rank.

A huge sound fell from the sky.

The helicopter's rotors churned the air loudly.

Lu Mingfei raised his head and watched the helicopter hover in mid-air, the hatch opened, and the rope ladder stretched down.

Nuonuo rubbed her hair.

"The old guy is so anxious to pick you up."

A few strong men with muscles as high as mountains and rocks came down the rope ladder. They accurately touched Lu Mingfei's side with the elite momentum of the SEALs, and then swiped, as if Lu Mingfei thought they wanted to When they drew their guns, the strong men took out a stack of papers.

"please sign."

"Here, and here."

"Oh, good."

Lu Mingfei paused at the tip of his pen.

he asked, pointing to the name on the document.

"Ricardo, what is this?"

Norma's voice came from the phone.

"For some occasions, this is your English name."

"English name, I don't seem to have..."

Lu Mingfei remembered something, he remembered that not long ago, someone called him that.

He looked over and found that Nuonuo didn't show any weakness, and looked at him directly.

She is a very strong girl.

Lu Mingfei thought.

If it was before, such a girl, radiant and princess-like, I should like it.

It's different now.

"Change it."

Lu Mingfei said to Norma.

Nuonuo cut a sound, turned and walked away.

"Lu Mingfei, what is your English name?"

"I don't need such things as English names."

"After all, I'm a descendant of the dragon. I'm old patriotic. Let me be accommodating."

Lu Mingfei said.

"As for some occasions, you need to use pronouns."

His voice was as calm as a mountain.

"Yama."

"Yama."

Norma repeated.

Starting today, the war hidden in the darkness will begin again.

And a new era is coming.

There is no need for majestic music and gorgeous dance troupes. An epic is an epic only because of the existence of heroes.

Today, for the first time, the hero proclaimed his name in this world.

"Yama."

The old man plucked the rose from his chest, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it lightly.

He gives people a sense of contradiction, with a strong body, and those eyes that seem to hide fire, people think that he should be between 30 and 50 years old, a middle-aged man in the prime of life.

But this middle-aged man has a full head of white hair, and the wrinkles on his face are criss-crossed like trenches, which are dense enough to support the start of World War III.

The way he sniffs roses is like an aristocrat in the old age of England, full of old-fashioned elegance, as if he is holding a black umbrella and humming an opera, walking slowly from the square where white pigeons fly, behind him are black and white churches and The last hundred years of steam engines.

But what the world is more familiar with is the way he wields a jackknife, the supreme violence, playing with time in the palm of his hand, rushing to the battlefield between humans and dragons countless times, sending those ancient creatures back to the grave.

Hilbert Jean Angers.

A member of the first generation of the Lionheart Society, the leader of the contemporary Dragon Blood Secret Party, and a legendary dragon slayer.

If every achievement is a gem, then the laurel crown on the head of Angers has shone like a starry sky.

But when asked which one was his favorite, Angers answered without hesitation.

Headmaster of Cassel College.

Compared with the most powerful and violent dragon slayer, this old man who has lived for more than 130 years is more willing to call himself an educator.

At this moment, this elegant educator is admiring the files of his outstanding students.

"I still can't figure it out."

Executive Minister Schneider's voice came from behind his iron blue mask.

"The reason why you rated this kid as S-class."

(End of this chapter)